The beach is deserted apart from a man with his three daughters. Well I assume they are his daughters. Mya, Georgie and a third one whose name has not been spoken yet. The girls are a handful. All under six, or seven at most. They are looking for sea glass. And debating whether the fruits … Continue reading The beach before 9am
Poetry
Ode to the girl’s girl
Ode to the girl's girl. Thanks for the tampon girl! The you should meet my best friend girl. Driving down Beach Road blaring Taylor Swift girl. The send me a voice note girl. Equipped with red wine and an axe girl. Ode to the girl's girl. The fuck the diet, just buy a bigger size … Continue reading Ode to the girl’s girl
If this was 1692 my friends and I would be burned at the stake for witchcraft
And thank God for that. We are doing this life right. All wild and willful and wholly independent Healers and helpers and forward thinkers ... We are doing this life right Childless. Chainless. Charmed. Healers and helpers and forward thinkers Refusing to walk on our knees repenting … Childless. Chainless. Charmed. Defiant. Deviant. Depraved. Divine. … Continue reading If this was 1692 my friends and I would be burned at the stake for witchcraft
If I was a praying woman
I'd pray for A pair of jeans that always fit / A little relief on the interest rates / Clarity on my career choices - reassurance that I chose well / A one way ticket to 2019 / A 2020-do-over / Forgiveness for the unforgivable / The ability to forgive myself / A good future … Continue reading If I was a praying woman
the word god is just a noise.
What should we call the particular shade of blue the sky turns at very last light? Or the moment you meet a stranger but feel deeply that you have known them before? Why do female turtles return to the exact same beach they were hatched on to lay their own eggs? How do they know … Continue reading the word god is just a noise.
A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
Would he be willing to take a pill that plays games with his testosterone? My money's on no. It would ruin his libido he'd say. It would affect his fitness, his training, his body composition he'd say. Testosterone is not something to be played with he'd say. But oestrogen, progesterone, luteinizing hormone, FSH? Sure, why … Continue reading A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
Warrior
I’ve been feeling like a stranger in my body of lateLike my bones don’t fit quite rightMy left hip seems determined to work against meI have grazes on both palmsBruises the length of my thighThree stitches in my foreheadAll different versions of this vesselNot cooperating as she usually doesOut of sync and sorts and iron … Continue reading Warrior
I see God in the underside of Starlings’ wings
I still don't know how to fold a fitted sheet or how to wire a plug. If my tyre goes flat I will be calling road-side assist. I am thirty one and I think I have forgotten how to pray. I still get lost in malls and have to ask my mom how to remove … Continue reading I see God in the underside of Starlings’ wings
Inspiration: Life is Pain. Au Chocolat.
I have this habit of romanticizing everything. Even the mundane. waking up early for work that first sip of coffee in half-light a moody sunset the grey blue colour of the ocean when it rains a quiet Tuesday evening at home solo runs. solo travel. solo coffee and cakes literally solo any-things second hand stuff … Continue reading Inspiration: Life is Pain. Au Chocolat.
ocean love
beautiful in all her forms lined up in orderly rows at sunrise turquoise gold at twilight swirling shades of cerulean below a cliff crystal clear shallows that capture the sun stormy dark powerful depths unapologetically fierce . sometimes she is soothing quieting my restless soul sometimes she is raging empowering liberating most times I want … Continue reading ocean love
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